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Blackmailed
They are showing that they don't care,
And I can tell with the way they glare.
They smile at me and when they turn around,
The smile turns into a loathing frown.
The way they talk about me in disgust,
Makes me think that I can't have their trust.
Making me sit alone with self-sympathy,
An emotional wreck like a simple parody.
They think I betrayed them; but I've been blackmailed.
There's nothing I could do but just sit here feeling jailed.
Hiding from them and gaze with jealous eyes,
And heal myself from crying, sobbing, and sighs.
They are showing that they don't care,
And I can tell with the way they glare.
They smile at me and when they turn around,
The smile turns into a loathing frown.
The way they talk about me in disgust,
Makes me think that I can't have their trust.
Making me sit alone with self-sympathy,
An emotional wreck like a simple parody.
They think I betrayed them; but I've been blackmailed.
There's nothing I could do but just sit here feeling jailed.
Hiding from them and gaze with jealous eyes,
And heal myself from crying, sobbing, and sighs.
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